-The Aquarium: removed just because I hated it. So I put this here instead-
-Patio: Later that night-
Ami had returned to the room earlier, even under the shade of the umbrella the hotel provided, the pale Senshi had begun to turn pink in the summer sunlight. Mina had found a cute boy to latch onto, and had been invited to catch a movie at the little theater in town. Unsurprisingly, the usually temperamental Rei had been swamped by young men, and had reluctantly been drug off with the cheerful blonde. Usagi had left them to go enjoy the evening buffet the hotel had sponsored in apology to it's guests. Leaving Makoto alone to waste some time playing a game of volleyball.
Laughing with the guys on the way back to the room, she had politely denied their offers to join them for a video game "Rumble Royale" and retreated to the room for a quick shower. She had found Ami asleep on the couch, a new edition of National Geographic held loosely in one hand. Leaving the smaller girl to her rest, she had taken a long shower, generally enjoying the quiet time before the other girls returned.
Stepping out and toweling her long auburn hair, she saw Ami was no longer on the couch. A quick hunt around the room found her out on the patio. Gazing thoughtfully at the fading horizon, burgundy and indigo clouds fading to a dark grey as the stars were winking to life. Mako noticed the sad frown on the Bluenettes cute features.
"Hey Blue. What'cha doing out here"
"Just thinking."
"You've been doing a lot of that lately."
"It's what I do."
The Thunder Senshi had no good answer for that. So instead she smirked and joined her out on the rail. "She's beautiful, ne?"
She swore she heard a twinge of something, jealousy maybe, in her voice. "Who?"
Makoto laughed and pointed out to the right. Roughly a fingers width above the horizon, partially hidden behind some trees, and glowing with a soft gold light. "The Moon."
Ami smiled faintly. The same sad one that made the amazon want to hug her like a plushy, and tell her dirty jokes until she smiled.
In response, Ami closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Beginning to speak in a dry factual tone. "The moon, Latin name: Luna. Is Earth's only natural satellite and the fifth largest satellite in the Solar System. The average centre-to-centre distance from the Earth to the Moon is 384,403 km, about thirty times the diameter of the Earth. The Moon makes a complete orbit around the Earth every 27.3 days. Known as the orbital period. The periodic variations in the geometry of the EarthSun system are responsible for the lunar phases that repeat every 29.5 days. The synodic period.
The Moon is the only celestial body to which humans have traveled. And upon which humans have performed a manned landing. The first artificial object to pass near the Moon was the Soviet Union's Luna 1, the first artificial object to impact the lunar surface was Luna 2, and the first photographs of the normally occluded far side of the Moon were made by Luna 3, all in 1959. The first spacecraft to perform a successful lunar soft landing was- "
"Alright!"
Ami jumped, finally opening her eyes and staring at Makoto. She only had a moment to recover before the bigger girl pounced on her, pinning the surprised Blunette against the balcony. "You act like you don't have a romantic bone in your body! I'll just have to find it..." Makoto grinned at the childish squeals, "...And pull it out!" Grabbing Ami in the back of the thigh, a particularly sensitive spot she had found by accident. The shy genius sprang up almost eye level with the thunder champion, and she was almost immediately rewarded by a particularly throaty howl of laughter.
The balcony made an ominous cracking noise, in response to the unaccustomed activity, causing Ami to throw her arms around her attacker in reaction to the sound of the splintering wood.
"Oops." Mako, froze and turned a guilty eye to the railing. "Maybe I shouldn't have done that."
Ami, bright red and breathless, hung onto Mako for another second.
"You fight dirty." She panted.
"Do I?"
She nodded against Makoto's chest. "My romantic bone is, Here!" Swiftly and viciously she grabbed Makoto just above the point of the hip. Causing the tall amazon to yelp in surprise and practically fall over sideways.
"You little sneak!" Makoto gave her a playful shove that sent the laughing girl skipping sideways.
They were both laughing now. "So what were you thinking about?" Makoto returned to the railing, crossing her arms and resting them on the smooth wood. Watching Ami curiously.
There was a hint of pain in the other girls blue eyes before she gave her patented 'every things just fine' smile. "Something that can't be changed by just thinking." Ami joined her back at the balcony. Looking out over the beach below them.
"Your nightmares?" Makoto pushed gently, using her 'motherly' voice.
Ami blushed, but managed to cover most of it by putting her chin in her hands. "Yes."
Mako stood up and sighed, putting her hands behind her head. She looked over her shoulder at the couch, perhaps her best memory of this place. "So, what would you have to do to change them? She continued conversationally.
Ami remained quiet, continuing to stare out at the water.
"Blue?"
"Tell me honestly, have you ever ... had a girlfriend?"
Mako made a sort of 'woof' sound. "Where did that come from?!"
"Mako-chan, please."
Makoto looked down at Ami, who was steadfastly keeping her eyes on the beach below. Reluctantly she began talking. "Well, I was with a girl once. But I would hardly call her a 'Girlfriend'." Ami remained silent, barely breathing. "She and I, well... It was more of a protec- It never would have worked out. We both knew it. But things happened..." Makoto trailed off, frowning at the memory. Something that was not lost on Ami.
"Did you like it?"
Makoto looked down at her. "What'sa matter Blue, You have a crush on someone?" Makoto thought she knew where this was headed.
"Mm-mmm." She shook her head 'No'. "I have all the symptoms. It's full blown love."
The Amazon coughed. "Wow really?! Congrats Blue!"
Ami shook her head again, but Mako was oblivious, stars in he eyes. "So what's he like?"
"Tall. Athletic. Loyal. Competitive. Brilliant at what... Fiercely self-reliant. Brunette." Ami listed off in a monotone.
"Sounds like a stud."
It made Ami laugh.
"Sooo..." Makoto nudged her with a grin, but Ami cut her off. "And completely, obliviously, Not interested."
"Ouch. Girlfriend?"
Ami shook her head 'no'. "Off and on."
"Wow, a player huh?"
Again Ami shook her head 'no'. "No, just unlucky in love."
"Have you said anything to him?"
"No. Theres no point."
Makoto, looked down at the throughly disheartened girl beside her. "Wow. So you've been watching this guy for awhile now. Is he in one of your classes or something?"
"No. He's a she." Ami pushes off the rail sighing disgustedly. Leaving Makoto in a total state of confusion.
"Wait so... oh, ohh.... Oh! Dammit Ami get back here!"
Ami was already standing beside the front door, bag in hand. Eyes leveled challengingly, looking like someone ready to take death head on and laugh in his face.
'Damn she moves fast' Mako thought absently. She was honestly feeling a little overwhelmed -alright a lot overwhelmed- by the whole damn situation as it was. "So, your in love with me?"
"Yes." came the confident reply.
Makoto stopped just out of arms reach. "But... you can't. You haven't ever... Why didn't... You have no idea how long I've been waiting for you?!"
Makoto's face exploded in pain. 'Tonight was just ripe with surprises'.
"Liar! You Lie!" Ami snapped. Anger, Defiance, and a shit-load of hurt in her scathing blue glare.
Makoto, however, had enough with being hit by the surprise truck. Her hands shot out and she grabbed Ami by the shoulders, slamming her back into the wall. By the sound of cracking plaster, and Ami's wince, she knew she had probably just put a fair sized dent into the wall. But she didn't care.
"You listen damn it!"
Ami just stared back at her determinedly.
Makoto opened her mouth, but no words came out. She just couldn't collect the scattered pieces of her blown mind.
"Good night Makoto." Ami finished coldly. Knocking Makoto's hands away with surprising strength.
'Duh, Senshi'. A non-addled corner of her mind pointed out. Makoto growled, and slammed her hand into the door. Not only bashing it shut, but leaving a scorch mark.
Ami turned to face her, a little shocked. But there was no fear, and her cute mouth was still twisted in a stubborn frown.
This time Mako didn't wait, she was a creature of action. Taking a handful of glossy blue hair at the base of her skull, she jerked Ami's head back. Ami gasped in pain, and Makoto claimed her mouth. It was not a friendly, gentle, kiss. It was rough, filled with raw passion, and tasted of blood.
Ami held out, her body going completely rigid. Not getting the response she wanted the brunette growled low in her throat and pushed her tongue past Ami's lips. Wrapping her free arm around the smaller girls waist and lifting her onto her toes in a crushing embrace.
Something seemed to snap in the quiet genius, and Makoto felt herself being dragged to the floor. Her mind whirled in new sensations, even as her body responded to old cues. The small frame above her was not what she had expected. The firm muscles of a professional grade swimmer under the soft curves of a young woman. Makoto opened her eyes and found herself in a world of refracting, dizzying blue. 'Was this what-' her thought was broken by the voice in her ear. Three sultry little words that almost pushed her over the edge right then. "I want you!"
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"Wait!" Mako shouted. Surprising them both. "Ami, just think this through. I mean-"
"I have. For years."
Makoto visibly gulped, "Years...? Nevermind, just... just slow down. We have time. Really." She sighed, "I don't want you doing something you regret later Blue."
Ami's eyes softened considerably, and despite their rather compromising position, she managed to look shyly up at Makoto. 'Mine now.' A little voice in her head screamed.
"I don't believe I could ever regret you." Came the deliciously throaty reply.
Mako was moving before she realized it. Sitting up and snuggling the soft-spoken bluenette up against her. "Yeah, Mine." She murmured into that short feathered hair. Makoto knew what she needed to do, and silently promised herself that much and more to keep this precious girl with her.
"Mako-chan? Are you OK?" Come a muffled voice from somewhere in her cleavage.
"Fucking wonderful. And soon, you will be too."
Ami made a muffled questioning noise, but Makoto really wasn't listening. Instead, she scooped Ami into her arms and stood up, managing to trip over her pants in a most unlady-like fashion, and stumbling toward the couch.
It took a few moments, and a few choice words -much to Ami's amusement- to kick off the offending clothing. Her shin knocked against something hard, causing her to hiss in pain, and Ami to actually cover her mouth and laugh.
"Think that's funny huh?"
"Your acting like you don't have a romantic bone in your body." The smaller girl replied innocently.
Makoto took two steps to the right, and abruptly dropped her charge, causing Ami to shriek in surprise.
"That's for laughing." Makoto stood proudly, openly admiring the body of her crush as she untangled herself from her awkward landing. Skin pale, and velvety soft. Shudders of pleasure as she drew her fingers down the curve of a breast. A tiny whimper that was somehow, so cute. Hot, slightly panting breaths spilling over her shoulder. The exquisite pain of those perfect white teeth pressing into her neck. Trying to find purchase on her sweaty skin. Carefully rounded nails dragging sharply down her bare legs. The weight of a slender, familiar body. Warm and supple, pressing against her. Lying over her, in every way expressing it's need.
A glimpse of that sweet face, flushed with pleasure. Pleasure She was giving. A flash of those big sapphire eyes. Clear and vivid. Glowing with a smoldering lust. Looking down at her in a way Makoto had never seen before. Her own hands sliding over smooth hips. Fingers tangling in that short, silky mane. The musk of her friend, and lover, filling the air. The closeness of this living perfection sending her mind reeling with what was happening.
"Mako-chan."
She grinned dumbly.
"Mercury to Jupiter, come in."
Makoto blinked twice, focusing on the girl kneeling politely before her. Quite nekkid.
"I believe you threatened me...?" Ami inquired quietly. Her own voice husky.
"You bet I did!" And Mako descended on her laughing. Her last coherent thought was 'Wow, I wonder how many laps a day she swims to repress that!'
